Down and out

Sirius, my lucky star,
you seem to be so far,
you don't move to me now,
many whiles have gone.

My town hides a lot of secret,
a lot of lies and rubbish.
Sitting on a roof with my guitar,
looking up you.

Sore heart's beating's slowly down,
it might be for one last time.
Drink a cup of poison now,
you'll never be mate of mine.

To the Emptiness I call you,
to the Nothingness I'll fall.
Playing the guitar on the roof.
That's enough, that's all.